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Across town at the White House gate, hundreds of picketers marched with pro-Rosenberg placards; opposing demonstrators carried signs that read "Kill the Dirty Spies." A stream of mail from every quarter of the globe flowed to the President's desk. The Red campaign to "save the Rosenbergs" may have inspired the pleas, but many of them came from non-Communist clergymen and scientists, from liberals and humanitarians, from those who thought it bad politics to let the Communists have "martyrs" for their propaganda. At the focus of pressure, Dwight Eisenhower did not flinch...
Fyke Farmer, far less pyrotechnical than Marshall, stuck safely to his argument that the Rosenbergs were sentenced under the wrong law. Chief Rosenberg Counsel Manny Bloch was needled by the bench for his belated urging of Farmer's new point of law. "I now adopt it as my own." he said, but he wanted at least a month to prepare adequate argument...
...Seventh Decision. Next day (noon Friday) Chief Justice Vinson read the majority decision, the court's seventh action on the Rosenberg case. "We think further proceedings ... are unwarranted. A conspiracy was charged and proved . . . the Atomic Energy Act [of 1946] did not repeal or limit the provisions of the Espionage Act [of 1917]. Accordingly, we vacate the stay entered by Mr. Justice Douglas ..." Concurring with Vinson, were: Associate Justices Harold Burton, Tom Clark, Robert Jackson, Sherman Minton, Stanley Reed. Against were Justices Douglas and Hugo Black. Justice Felix Frankfurter could not make up his mind...
...Julius seemed to sway. Guards quickly placed and strapped him in the seat, then dropped the leather hood over his face. Three shocks of 2,000 volts each flung his body convulsively against its bonds. Listening with stethoscopes to the heart under the T shirt, attending doctors pronounced Julius Rosenberg dead...
...body was gone only a few minutes when Ethel Rosenberg entered the chamber. She wore a dark green print dress with white polka dots. Cloth slippers were on her feet, too, and her hair had been cropped close on top for the electrode's contact. The rabbi intoned the 15th Psalm: "Lord, who shall abide in thy tabernacle?" Just before the chair, the prisoner shook hands, then impulsively brushed a kiss on the cheek of a matron accompanying her. She sat down with taut composure, wincing only slightly as the electrode was applied to her head. The mask fell...